[ It'd been a war of wills. Tony, for once, determined to be decent at the very least, undemanding. The first real deviation from his path to the top born out of guilt more than compassion. To see if he could. To prove that he could. To create something that wasn't bent on death.

Bucky was a good enough excuse as any.

By round three he stopped being a socket for the arm and started being a person rather than a physical representation of every sin Tony's ever committed. By round four or five, they were cracking wise. Trust came slow, especially after losing Rhodey but-

It came none the less. ]

I'm courting Strange for a leg up, Inviting him means inviting Homelander so, I can swing inviting you. Shouldn't raise any eyebrows. You'd- I think you'd like her. She's pragmatic. Smart. Poised, I think she was a dancer? I'm not sure. There's layers but...we don't talk about it.